In that moment all Hunter knew was that he needed to shut his mouth and make a quick escape. As it turned out, keeping up the facade and pretending that all was well was far more difficult to do than he anticipated. But the fates were against him as he attempted to maneuver through the crowd only to find himself colliding with the blonde before him. Were it anyone else he would have likely uttered a harsh word and pushed by them but, despite what many there believed, he wasn’t a cave man. He would never dream of taking out his aggression on a woman. Least of all one so apologetic. “Don’t worry about me. I’m pretty sturdy so no harm done but you, on the other hand, appear to be in quiet the predicament.” He stated as he looked down upon her dress, “Bold move, wearing a train to a crowded event,” he teased lightly before hesitating, knowing that his reputation proceeded him and she my very well want nothing to do with him after the damaging headlines. And yet he proceeded to extend his arm out for her to grasp, “Allow me to escort you out of harms way.”
Florence let a sigh of relief of seeing that she didn’t hurt him or make him lose his drink, giving herself a second to try to remember who he was. That resulted unnecessary. considering how many times he had been on the gossip blogs these past few days. “The things that we do in the name of fashion” Her smile was sincere, holding his arm without a second of hesitation. Hunter was being kind to her and whatever that the tabloids were saying, it clearly didn’t apply in that moment. There was absolutely no reason for her to give him nothing but kindness. “Now you just have to let me at least get you a glass, for being my hero in disguise”
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